Whispers from the distant past

Eir's path drove her here, to a river of a great extension. Traveling was something that the yearling was used to, it became a lifestyle a tradition she loved to perform. Being born under the wing of a group of warriors and survivalists, taught her many secrets others may wouldn't have been this young. Hunting and tracking were skills she was gifted by her parents who didn't waste time before starting her training.And as she walked, the yearling decided to go and have a drink from the river. A cold expression was upon her face and confident were her steps as she drove herself closer to the edge. There, she would lower her body just a bit and then she started to ingest the cold liquid.

When she was done, droplets fell from her snout and eyes of cyan looked around. And now with her thirst satisfied, she started to walk by, wanting to explore in peace.  

"Can you see me?"